My bags unpacked in a hotel room
You're not here, but that's alright
I said I'd call you before noon
I close the door, it's almost night
London ain't what it used to be
At least the streets are dry today
I think I've chosen the wrong key
That song was better yesterday
I'm looking at your photos now
Is it too late to call you up?
The steam, touching the glass like snow
While water's rising in the tub
I'm glad the glass is turning blind
Don't want to see that face tonight
Still I can not seem to unwind
No, you're not here, but that's alright
Wanna rinse away the pain
Wanna get on the next plane
Oh, that city is not easy
But it sure is big enough
Oh no, livin' there ain't easy
But it's where I left my love
Sitting down at that bar I knew
But I'm not who I thought I'd be
Is that someone I used to screw?
I'm not sure, but he smiles at me
The drinks are stirred, I hear the ice
They'll call, but I won't hold my breath
A crescent moon is on the rise
Reminds me of that place I left
Yeah, maybe we should move away
To someplace where it's always nice
What do you think of Santa Fe?
I think I've been there once or twice
I close my eyes and look at you
So naked in the pale moonlight
But I won't hold on to that view
You're far away, but I'm alright
Gonna sing away the pain
Gonna dream of the next plane
No, that city is not easy
But it sure is big enough
Oh no, livin' there ain't easy
But it's where I left my love
Author notes
One of my personal favourites... the alternative titles were "london" and "New Orleans". 
Written from Blake's POV after I saw a Conor Oberst concert, and thus heavily inspired by him, mostly by the song "Sausalito". (I sense a pattern there...) I'll have to compose a melody for this, once I'm steady enough with my guitar.
Please tell me what you think
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excellent
I close my eyes and look at you
So naked in the pale moonlight
But I won't hold on to that view
You're far away, but I'm alright
Gonna sing away the pain
Gonna dream of the next plane
No, that city is not easy
But it sure is big enough
Oh no, livin' there ain't easy
But it's where I left my love
in the end you do yearna nd do it real well.thanks for sharing.I loved this pretty poem.I wished you would check my published poetry collection ;the link to which is on my page.
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Thank you, I will try to check it out later.
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good job
"Is that someone I used to screw?"
i don't know
am i the guy getting screwed?
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If you're alright with it being written from a man's point of view.
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good job
"i think I've chosen the wrong key"
yeha, lots of identification here
i usually fumble with that motel key
i remember when i worked as a servicwe person a long time ago
i was this and that
and the customer had like a giant champagne glass full of motel keys
i was going to ask..........
no, it's not my business what happened in the room
so
i allowed them their privacy
it's like with medical records
confidental
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Ha! Actually, the key was meant as a musical key... but that's a lovely interpretation, thanks for sharing it. I really like the idea of hotel rooms as places where many lifes are lived for just a moment, like... snapshots or something.
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